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my job (rant)
My f*cking job is unbelievable, I'll try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:
First there is the supermodel wannabe chick. I'll give her credit, she is pretty f*cking hot. But she's constantly fixing her hair or putting on make-up. She is extremely self-centered and never considers the needs/wants/desires of anyone but herself. She is dumb as a box of rocks, I'm surprised she has enough brain power to continue to berate. She must suck a mean dick, because the boss keeps her around.
The next chick is exactly the opposite. She is probably one of the smartest people on the planet. Her career opportunities are endless, yet she is here with us. She is like a -10 on a scale of 1 to 10. I'm not sure if she even showers, muchness her feminine parts. I think she's a lesbian; every time we drive by a Home Depot, she moans like she's creaming her panties.
And finally the jewel of the crowd is the f*cking stoner. I'm not talking like an occasional toker. This guy is baked before he comes to work, during work, and I'm sure after work. I would doubt that he has been sober in the last 10 years easily. And he's only 22. He dresses like a freakin' beatnik throwback from the 1960's. To make it worse, he brings his f*cking dog to work. Every f*cking day I have to look at this HUGE F*CKING DOG!!! This thing usually walks around about half-stoned from the second hand smoke. Hell, sometimes I even think its trying to talk with its constant bellowing. Both of them are constantly hungry, requiring multiple stops at McDonalds and Burger King.
Anyways, I drive these f*cktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and sh*t.
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